I'm at Far Rockaway because it's the people's beach, not like those fancy beaches you have to take a special train to get to. This beach has more kids, more festivities, more lifeguards, more noise, more of it all. It's been a glorious day, playing in the water, watching the joyful families, letting the deep drone of the waves permeate my brain. Because I trust everyone completely, especially people of color, I often leave my bag on the sand as I take dips into the healing ocean.
As I'm getting ready to go home, I reach into my bag for something or other and suddenly discover that the pocket where I keep my wallet is completely empty! Panic! I shuffle around some more, maybe I was mistaken? NO, it's really empty!